Begin Again, Begin Again – CPTSD, the Great Struggle (warning: this post concerns a subject that some readers may find distressing) The sunshine of this morning seems like a memory of a different world as I listen to the heavy rain blattering overhead in the...
Agueda – Bright Colours & Portuguese Cemeteries The rain is spattering against Iggy’s protective walls, and the early morning light is grey and chill outside the shutters. We are up bright and early to leave the unbecoming free Aire in Agueda behind...
